She would have to wait until nightfall to continue hunting highle races.
However, upgrading the castle was more than feasible as her warehouse was brimming with an astonishing 34 0000 units of wood and 17 000 units of stone.
Upgrading the castle required only 10 0000 units of wood and 5 0000 units of stone, which was more than sufficient considering the usual upgrade requirements.
By you speculated that this time she could elevate the castle by two levels, but she needed to reserve materials for constructing the throne of bones.
Thus, she could only upgrade by one level for the time being.
As always, it was merely an enhancement of her territory and health.
Indeed, the remaining materials were sufficient for Bayou to upgrade once more.
However, she remained unperturbed.
It is often said that the more readily obtainable upgrades tend to be less impressive.
It is known that at levels three, six, and 9, special buildings are unlocked every three levels.
Yet, the question lingers, when will this castle's upgrade cease? Bayou pondered whether it could be elevated all the way to level 100.
Arthur, from this moment on, you shall primarily be responsible for slaying highle wild beasts to gain experience.
Additionally, please scout the vicinity for any other indigenous forces.
As for hunting, you may delegate that task to the other undead by you instructed Arthur, who bowed his head in response.
Yes, esteemed queen.
The remaining 444 undead were divided into three squads.
Two teams, each comprising 100 undead, were tasked with quarrying stones and felling trees, led by several level three royal spirits.
The remaining 200 undead continued their hunting duties.
However, those assigned to gather stones and would were all summoned by Bayou, and all were at level one.
This arrangement allowed the higher level undead with potential for advancement to continue hunting for experience, a detail that Bayou had exploited to its fullest.
Bayou had already observed that she was not the sole purveyor of food in the world chat channel.
Numerous lords including spirit of flame and old tuzou su were also engaged in the trade of food.
Apart from a select few lords matching by used prices.
Others have begun to lower their food trading prices.
Nevertheless, these were mostly minor transactions and byu substantial orders remained unaffected for the time being.
The food surplus was gradually diminishing.
Although Bayu's castle was consistently upgrading and her territory expanding, it must be noted that the surrounding wild beasts were nearing extinction at the hands of the skeletons.
Alas, while labor was infinite, the wild beasts were not.
Thus, Bayou ultimately resolved to allocate some undead for tree felling and stone quarrying as they represented boundless labor.
Damn it.
Even if zombies are too dim-witted to claim human lives and level up, surely they can manage to mine stones and chop trees.
Arthur was soaring through the skies, hunting wild beasts around the castle.
As the number of nearby wild beasts dwindled, he capitalizing on his aerial advantage, ventured further from the castle.
At this moment, Arthur had flown beyond the castle's boundaries when he spotted a group of green humanoid creatures below.
He surmised they must belong to the local forces and leveraging his aerial supremacy dove downwards, unleashing a breath of dragon fire upon the group.
The green beings were caught off guard and swiftly frozen.
Their souls extinguished.
Only one green creature, resembling a wizard and wielding a staff, managed to evade by teleporting aside.
Raising its hand, it hurled a fireball towards Arthur.
Boom! As the smoke cleared, Arthur emerged and scathed.
Passive skill, elemental magic immunity.
The green humanoid mage was struck with terror and promptly fled.
Arthur landed before the wizard, letting forth a mighty dragon roar.
The tremendous soundwave, imbued with draconic authority, spread outwards, causing the green mage to collapse in fear.
Please do not kill me.
Arthur disregarded its pleas for mercy.
This intelligent being undoubtedly comprehended the distribution of power surrounding the castle.
He seized it with his forklaw and took to the skies.
At that moment, Bayou, who was within the castle, suddenly received a notification from the system.
Your troops have slain.
Several messages appeared in succession.
Bayou's expression turned to one of confusion.
Goblin.
Chapter 13.
The indigenous forces surrounding before long.
Bayou observed Arthur soaring towards the castle.
clutching a green creature in its forpaws.
How impressive.
Arthur is capable of catching live prey.
Indeed, the intelligent undead is truly remarkable.
Shortly, it returned to the castle, landing gracefully before Bay by you, and nonchalantly discarded the goblin mage aside.
The grotesque green being immediately prostrated itself, trembling all over, esteemed human warrior.
Please do not slay me.
I shall divulge all I know.
Honorable Queen, this is a suspicious, intelligent creature near the castle.
I deliberately spared one to bring back for interrogation, Arthur explained respectfully.
Bayou regarded the creature with keen interest.
It stood approximately 1 and 1/2 m tall, its green skin glistening, with two pointed ears adorning its head.
How astute it appears.
Clearly, it was utterly terrified, having never witnessed such a spectacle.
Even the castle's protective barrier instilled a profound sense of danger within it.
Soon the interrogation commenced.
Bayou posed a question and the goblin responded promptly.
This goblin was named Genie Ta.
Though Bayou decided to refer to it as Little Green Bean for the time being.
Beyond the southern marshes of the castle lay a concealed cavern where little green bean and its goblin tribe resided.
The tribe comprised over a thousand goblins forming a small community.
Due to their proximity to the snowcapped mountains and their naturally timid disposition, they rarely ventured out during the day.
Given the presence of goblins, might there also be gremlins? Would finding gremlins lead to fortune? However, little green beans subsequent remarks extinguished by you's hopes.
Unlike goblins, gremlins were organized on a magical continent.
Almost all under the rule of the gremlin king.
The prospect of encountering gremlins outside their kingdom seemed bleak.
A kingdom.
One wonders how vast would that be? According to Little Green Bean, the mightiest among their tribe was their chieftain, a leader of considerable stature, alongside several level 9 goblin warriors and goblin mages.
Such strength.
One must ponder how formidable the frost dragon upon the snowcapped mountain must be.
It dawned on by you that she was merely a small calami.
There existed two factions on the snow mountain.
Though referred to as two, the frost dragon alone could contend with the opposing force.
This opposing faction was none other than the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, which Bayou had previously vanquished, numbering over 3,000 individuals.
It was said that there were seven or eight leaders among the Werewolves, with their chief strength being unfathomable.
Yet, they could never reach the king level.
Otherwise, the goblin tribe would have perished long ago.
Only those who attained level seven as howling moon silver wolves could transform into werewolves.
The werewolves of the Howling Moon Silverwolf clan were few and mostly devoid of intelligence.
Moreover, on nights of the full moon, their power would surge.
After basking in moonlight, even some ordinary howling moon silver wolves could metamorphos into werewolves.
By was taken aback by this absurdity.
This could spell disaster.
Wolves are known for their vengeful nature.